I got the Gangsta Blues

A Boxing day shootout between 15 Toronto gangsta's has left a fifteen year old girl dead, another person in serious condition, and five others injured. For a country that has gun-control, this was pretty amazing. 15 gangsta's shooting up the busiest street, in the busiest city in Canada, on the busiest day of the year, is serious business. AND, in broad daylight.

Lucky for Canada, our Prime Minister will know what to do. Please help us Paul, we need your guidance more than ever:

MONTREAL (CP) - The deadly Boxing Day shootings in downtown Toronto were a "senseless and tragic act" by young people who feel marginalized by society, suggests Prime Minister Paul Martin.

It's good to see that our glorious Prime Minister can feel the gangsta's pain. If you prick a gangsta, do they not bleed? If you tickle a gangsta, do they not laugh? If you poison a gangsta, do they not die?

For a person to become *marginalized*, that must mean then that there is an entire society that are marginalizing them. That must then mean that we are marginalizing them. I'm glad that Paul Martin has shown me the errors of my ways, I feel like a total heel now.

Paul Martin has completely crept into the mind of the gangsta, it's as if he knows everything that they are thinking. The man is a genius, we are super-lucky to have him as our vaunted leader:

"Yesterday's shootings in Toronto serve as a painful reminder that we cannot take our peace or our understanding for granted," Martin said Tuesday during a service marking the Jewish holiday of Hanukkah.

That's true, we should never take our understanding for granted. I thought about that yesterday, and I couldn't believe how much I was taking my understanding for granted. I feel as if I owe my understanding an apology, I've been downright cruel to my understanding. I'm sure most of you would probably admit that you too, have been taking your understanding for granted.

Some of you might think that the words *taking your understanding for granted* is nothing more than hollow rhetoric and empty sentiments that mean absolutely nothing. That's only because you have taken your understanding for granted.

And just like the *As Seen on TV* ad....wait...there's more:

"I think, more than anything else, they demonstrate what are, in fact, the consequences of exclusion."

Have you bastards been excluding the gangsta's? You better not, for if you have, I no longer want you reading these pages.

I never exclude the gangsta's, I include them in everything I do. When I have a Texas hold 'em game at The Manor, I always make sure to include 3 or 4 gangsta's at the table. The little Danish girl I go out with hosts a Tupperware party about once a month, and there's gangsta's everywhere. You're practically tripping over gangsta's. You couldn't spit and NOT hit a gangsta, it's wall-to-wall gangsta's buying salad bowls and zip-lock casserole containers. It's crazy-mad-gangsta fun. Both my girlfriend and I are huge gansta inclusive peoples. We marginalize no one, the gangsta is our friend.

It's good to know that it's not the gangsta's fault that Yonge Street was shot-up on Boxing Day. It's fantastic to know that it was in large part, your fault. Why do I think that's fantastic? Because now I can give you the help you need to get better. I can re-habilitate you.

Details to follow.

I can't even link the article anymore, it seems, for some unknown reason ,that the article didn't have any *newsworthiness* for more than 12 hours, as it has been since pulled.